gun in the pocket
by Illuminara
Posted to Action Poetry on 2002-06-23 01:45:00
Parent message is 215560
timepiece on the counter
saloon slant city darlin’
with a dirk in her garter
to draw fresh blood against the neck
of some
dust-bowled swaggerin cowboy
wearin his hard prick high on his shoulder
indifferent to the steely bent
of her indignant manner,
hot heavy steps to the second floor
sends him to hereafter